I became a big shot in the quick transmigration world.

Chapter 388 Midnight Bounty Hunter 16
The Fan family residence is in an excellent location, surrounded by beautiful mountains and clear waters, and is near a large park in Gauteng.

On weekends and holidays, many tourists come, as well as locals bring their families to relax.

Unbeknownst to them, a group of ancient supernatural beings lived in a nearby courtyard.

Moreover, a hundred years ago, one of their favorite things to do was to drink human blood.

The Fan family owns properties all over the world, and Fan Xinze also owns a high-end apartment near the school.

The apartment was large enough to hold anything he needed, including a coffin.

Since entering university, Fan Xinze has spent most of his time outside.

Because he was very interested in human society and wanted to learn more.

Vampires generally have long lifespans, so Van Boli followed his son in death.

After the gate of the Fan residence opened, the sports car drove for a while before stopping in front of the house.

This is an old house in the style of a Western palace. Although it is old, it is very well maintained.

The sense of age actually adds a lot of profound charm to this old house.

After Fan Xinze got out of the car, butlers and servants were already lined up on both sides of the gate to greet him.

The young viscount nodded slightly, then went directly to his father's study.

Fan Boli was already waiting there.

I haven't seen him for several days, and he is still so handsome and outstanding. He is indeed my son, having completely inherited his good looks and talent.

Fan Boli couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.

However, Fan Xinze's first words left Fan Boli speechless.

"Father, you're drinking durian flavored drinks again?"

Fan Boli's eye twitched slightly, then he stared blankly at his son.

Fan Xinze also looked at his father with a cold face.

If nothing unexpected happens, the cold-blooded vampires could look at each other like this for a whole day.

Just as the atmosphere was growing increasingly cold, Fan Boli spoke up.

He avoided the topic of durian, saying, "Xinze, I received news that several corpses have been found in the next city, and the cause of death is suspected to be the work of vampires."

Fan Xinze frowned and asked, puzzled, "Did the lingering smell on the corpse help identify the vampire who committed the crime?"

Every vampire has its own unique scent, which can usually be hidden, but if it drinks human blood, it is very difficult to remove the residual scent from the corpse.

Fan Boli shook his head. "That's the strangest part. The vampires we sent to investigate reported back that they didn't detect any suspicious smells. The murderer cleaned up very thoroughly."

"Not even a single clue?"

Fan Boli shook his head again, "No, that's the strange thing."

The vampires couldn't provide an answer, and the 'Supernatural Creature Investigation Team' was also stumped. They began to suspect that we might be protecting the criminals.

Fan Xinze's face remained cold upon hearing these words, but his tone was somewhat disdainful.

“How could we, the noble vampires, deny what we have done? Those ignorant humans are underestimating the vampires.”

Because Fan Xinze received elite vampire education at home from a young age, he inevitably developed a sense of superiority.

His purpose in studying psychology was simply to explore the unknown areas he knew, not to empathize with human emotions.

Fan Boli's expression was somewhat complicated.

My son is still a bit naive. He's been too well protected since he was little, and he's unaware of the dangers of the outside world.

“Xinze, in any group, there are people of noble character and people of despicable and shameless character. Even among the noble vampires like my own, there are those who are morally corrupt and have no credibility. There are even some vampires who appear to obey us on the surface, but in reality, they are plotting something in secret.”

You can't make decisions based on your own assumptions. I'll also take this opportunity to purge the vampire clan.

Fan Xinze pondered his father's words, his head bowed thoughtfully.

After a long silence, he finally looked up and asked, "But Father, there's no trace of any aura on the body. Could it be that someone else committed the crime by imitating the methods of the vampires?"

Fan Boli nodded, "That's a possibility, but if that's the case, then the other party must be targeting the vampires."

They want to frame us so they can pursue their own selfish interests. Or perhaps, they want to sow discord between us and humanity.

Fan Xinze then realized the seriousness of the situation, "It seems that the latter may be more serious."

Fan Boli nodded solemnly.

"But Father, did you call me back specifically to tell me this?"

"That's one thing. If someone really wants to target the vampires, I'm worried they might do something to harm you."

As the youngest viscount among vampires, you might become the easiest point of attack for outsiders.

Fan Xinze still wore that disdainful expression.

He scoffed, "Father, you underestimate your son. As a viscount of the Fan family, a noble vampire, how could I be ambushed by some filthy creature?"

Fan Boli sensed his son's confidence, as well as the cold, murderous aura emanating from him that seemed to look down on everything.

The more he looked at his son, the more satisfied he became; he was certain that his son was no ordinary person.

However, for his son's safety, Fan Boli decided to secretly arrange for more guards to protect Fan Xinze in a tightly sealed manner.

After all, he is his only heir. A vampire in his twenties is just a child, so we still can't let our guard down.

Having made up his mind, Fan Boli stopped talking about that topic and brought up another matter.

"Xinze, I heard recently that you've taken a fancy to a girl?"

Fan Xinze's heart skipped a beat.

His usually calm face showed some unusual cracks.

Fan Boli naturally understood his son. When he saw the slight panic on his face, he knew that the information his subordinate had reported must be accurate.

Seeing that Fan Xinze was speechless for a moment, Fan Boli simply asked directly, "Is it that little bloodsucker who takes welfare benefits?"

Fan Xinze: ? ? ?

“Father, this is my private matter, please do not interfere too much.”

Fan Boli narrowed his eyes in displeasure, thinking to himself, "Ha, personal matters? You're just a little brat who hasn't even grown all his hair yet, and you're talking to me about personal matters?"

However, he didn't utter those vulgar words, as that wouldn't be befit his status.

Fan Boli sighed, then spoke earnestly.

"Xinze, you are my only son in all these hundreds of years. This vast Fan family will definitely be inherited by you in the future."

You were born a viscount, a position that others could hardly reach, and you are bound to bear responsibilities that others do not have.

Your partner should naturally share the same responsibility as you. This is not something that can be decided by a private matter.
"Talk to your father, do you really like that low-income family member who can't even afford artificial blood?"

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